We like to think we do a fair job of coming up with words for things that happen in the commuter’s day-to-day for which there heretofore were no words. We think Pershing Square-Dancing works pretty well, Phantom of the Stopera sums up a phenomenon every commuter has experienced, we’re all a little guilty of Facial Profiling from time to time, and StenchBench still makes us guffaw.
Yet there are those things for which we’re unable to come up with good, descriptive words. Perhaps you can help. Such as:
* The sad realization that all the oddballs, self-talkers and other commuter freaks on board all seem to get off at your stop.
* The first-time riders, one-way tickets or round trippers in hand, with no regard for the mores, protocols and customs of Metro-North riding.
* The useless Metro-Cards hiding in your wallet with just one dollar on them.
* The ability of one small group of extraordinarily loud riders (often first-time riders, typically young females) to elevate the volume level on an entire train.

* The mountains of coffee cups, AM NY papers and food wrappers springing up from underserviced garbage cans on subway platforms.
Feel free to suggest words, or offer up more scenarios that need their own words.
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